"I want to see! I want to see! Jesus Christ, let him perform a magic trick!"

Criss laughed at Derek. "I think the chosen one has spoken."

Danielle huffed and leaned back. With her arms and legs crossed, she looked up and watched Criss pull out a deck of cards.

"Okay, I'm going to shuffle through the deck. Pick any card you want." He proceeded to shuffle, and Derek pressed his finger to one. "All right. Take the card; don't show me what it is. You can show Miss Sarcasm over here." He grinned at her.

Danielle rolled her eyes and looked at the Queen of hearts Derek had chosen. She nodded, signifying she saw it.

"I have a pen here," Criss reached into his right pocket, switched the cards from his left hand to his right, and checked his left pocket.

"It's in the rim of your hat. Next to your ear," Danielle said, pointing.

Criss laughed and pulled it out. "Thanks. I'm getting old."

Danielle smiled. "I'm sure you are."

Criss handed the sharpie to Derek. "Okay, write your signature on the face of the card, and place it back into the deck."

Derek scrawled his name on the card and put it between the stacks in Criss's hands. Criss shuffled the deck, fanning the cards from one hand to the other. He tapped the edges of the cards, straightening the sides.

"Okay, the card is completely lost in the deck. Correct?"

Derek nodded. Criss smiled and jerked the deck behind his back. A card spun out, into the air, and he caught it between his teeth. "What was your card?" he asked, around the object in his mouth.